Thinking about the basement of this black-market clinic, where the Scavengers operated on ordinary people, it all made sense.
There was no need to say more.
There were at least eight hundred black-market clinics like this in Night City, if not a thousand.
For money, they had absolutely no bottom line.
"Let's go. The taxi I called is parked outside. I'll take you to meet Regina."
Max nodded.
Then he vomited a pile of filth.
"Are you all right?"
Max seemed to want to say something.
But he ended up vomiting again.
Su Xiao grabbed him from behind.
He did so to keep Max from falling face-first into his own vomit.
Finally, after some time, Max had nothing left to throw up and could only dry-heave.
Su Xiao grabbed Max, whose legs had gone as limp as noodles, by both legs and dragged him into the Delamain Taxi he had called.
Then he handed him a bottle of mineral water.
Max rinsed his mouth and drank a few sips of water.
At last, his complexion looked a little better.
"By the way, where are you taking me?"
After recovering somewhat, Max suddenly noticed that the Delamain Taxi was not heading toward his apartment.
"To meet Regina. Only then will this job be over."
"Can I get out here? I actually feel pretty fine now. I don't need to keep riding in your car."
Su Xiao shot Max a sidelong glance.
"Will you go find Regina yourself, then?"
Max paused. "If I say I will, will you believe me?"
"If you hadn't paused, I might have. Now, of course, I don't."
Max slumped back in his seat.
"Why do you seem so hostile toward Regina? Am I imagining it?"
Max's tone sounded especially cynical.
"If it were you, how would you